I bought a copy of Monty Python’s “Life of Brian” today – as I haven’t seen it for years, and — remember it as a wonderful treatise on the foibles and follies of humankind. I remember the first time I saw it – it was with first wife Nancy – but it was hard not to be interested in my buddy’s girlfriend as well. We worked construction together, and he had told me that he was Tony Curtis’s cocaine supplier. Well, at-the-time, Tony Curtis (but more his daughters) was one of my favorite actors – and, I didn’t dare believe that he was a coke addict. But when this Construction Buddy told me that he was dating a Playboy Bunny – I thought that he was quite the delusional cokehead himself.
But when he showed up with one of the most gorgeous women I have ever seen in my life – and she declared herself his girlfriend — I started to look at him with a new-found respect, and, had to give him some credence that he might indeed by Tony Curtis’s cocaine supplier (I could tell stories about Jamie Lee as well – but I have been sworn to a secret society – that will not compromise her life for things that she had no way of controlling.) And the more I think about it – the more I am not quite sure of whether it was “The Life of Brian,” or, “The Meaning of Life.” Anyway – it was fun meeting a Playboy Bunny who like Monty Python as much as I did.
I called up an acquaintance of mine following the murders of Nicole Simpson and her coke supplier, Ron Goldman (I’m glad that Mr. Goldman [deceased of the coke supplier’s father] still wants justice – but let’s face it – if son Ron hadn’t been involved in that shit – he’d still be alive), and Former Officer of Naval Intelligence told me that OJ had caught young Ron getting “head” from ol’ Nicole (rumor had it that she would give a blow job to any guy who kept her in coke) when OJ looked in the window. Anyway, my informant (who was quite an old fellow at-the-time), suggested that he had had a long-standing assignment to “bird dog” JFK from his Harvard days into his presidency. When I met him – he was retired and a consultant to the LAPD – that’s where he got his info about OJ. Seems like OJ may finally have to the “pay the piper,” however.
My Mother seems to be retaining much of the information I’ve been plying her with lately: though she would still like to lay the blame for America’s current plight at-the-feet of the unions (as all past and present conservatives would) – completely negating the American preponderance with waste and extravagance; CEO perks; and, outsourcing – she did manage to analyze California’s budget fiasco quite well. She suggested that bi-lingual education (and I added special education) pretty much weighed down any legitimate efforts to educate, and, wasted untold millions – perhaps billions.
Arnold! Keep your hands off of our stash (STRS)! We have an army of over 300,000.00 ready to take on anyone who wants to fuck with our pensions! Arnie! You may have made a movie called “Kindergarten Cop” and pretended to have a baby – but you have no clue of what it’s like trying to deliver a curriculum to 35-or-more squirrely high school students (and some day I’ll completely diagnose ‘squirrely’).
I’m amazed that I still look on “the bright side of life.”